Happy Lunar New Year. Year of the sheep, I think. I hope it won't be baaaaaad.
OK, I apologize for that.
I have also decided that it is very, very wrong to go outdoors hereabouts at almost midnight on the last day of January and not need to wear even a sweater. I fully expect to wake up tomorrow to a riot of blooming flowers and a full growth of leaves on all the trees. This is just so temporally disorienting! Oh, for a bit of snow! I wouldn't complain about it, honest!